Heroism

In Ye City, the Ci family's villa.

Ci Yanqing looked at himself in the mirror. He was dressed in a smart black suit with a tie he tied meticulously. He had a handsome and respectable appearance. Even though he was already middle-aged, he was still quite a charming and handsome uncle.

He was in his prime, but he could clearly feel that his hair was falling out every day. The worst part was that a few strands of white hair could be clearly seen at his temples.

"Sir." At this moment, a well-dressed butler came to Ci Yanqing's side and said, "Sir, Miss, she..."

"Shut up!" Ci Yanqing's expression suddenly became tense, and the veins on his forehead were visibly throbbing. He did not have the courage to listen to the butler's words at all.

Ci Yanqing had started from scratch back then. With his personal abilities and wisdom, he had become a new rich man in Ye City and had married the most beautiful woman in Ye City. His love life and career were both fruitful, and he could be said to be a winner in life.

However, the heavens seemed to think that he was living too well and had created some twists and turns in his life.

Even though he was the richest man in Ye City, he did not even have a decent heir.

He had five children, and each of them was useless.

The eldest son was smart and smarter when he was young. However, when he returned from studying abroad, he could not recover from his depression. He could not bear the blow of a broken heart. He transformed into a closed-minded person and did not want to communicate with others. He was silent and had no use for a psychiatrist.

The second son's academic results were extremely poor. He only liked to play games, and even when he went to work for the company, he did not manage anything. He even asked the employees to play with him. In the end, he was kicked out of the company by Ci Yanqing, who could not bear it anymore.

The third son was a foodie, and he successfully made himself into a fat man who could barely walk two steps. His personality was somewhat inferior, and he clearly expressed that he was not interested in earning money. As long as he was given pocket money every month, it was enough. He only liked to spend money and eat more and more.

The fourth son's personality was perverse and short-tempered. Even when Ci Yanqing communicated with the fourth son, he was often angered to death, he would not speak with his fourth son ever again let alone allow the fourth son manage the company.

In the end, Ci Yanqing still had a little daughter.

It was said that a daughter was like a caring little cotton-padded jacket, but this daughter of CI Yanqing was also not a person who could be easily satisfied.

"Dad, since the brothers don't want to manage the company, then let me do it!" The younger daughter volunteered and said actively.

Ci Yanqing was not the sort of person who thought that boys were more important than girls. Instead, he was very pleased. He felt that the younger daughter was still the best among his children. Only the younger daughter was willing to share his worries for the family company.

Unexpectedly, the younger daughter's next sentence was, "Although I'm not good at managing the company, My prince charming is definitely good at it! As long as I use the company as my dowry, he will definitely marry me!"

Ci Yanqing could not even catch his breath. He was so angry that he almost fell into a coffin.

He looked at his youngest daughter's expectant eyes, put his hand over his heart, and waved his hand. "Don't say such things in the future, or your pocket money will be cut in half."

The youngest daughter left in a huff.

At this point, Ci Yanqing only liked to spend time with his wife, and he did not want to see his children at all.

Now, when he heard the housekeeper say the word "Miss," Ci Yanqing already felt his brain start to swell, and his head hurt faintly. What had his daughter done this time? He felt that his hair was going to turn white again.

He took a deep breath and sat on the soft, expensive sofa. His expression was serious as if he was facing the world's biggest problem. "Tell me, what did she get into this time?"

His expression, as if he were unafraid of any news, even death, made the butler feel a trace of sympathy.

Mr. Ci was really having a difficult time.

"Miss did not get into trouble. It was she who acted heroically on the way back and saved a child who fell into the river. She almost died herself and is now lying in the hospital..."